Getting Acquainted (Open)

Apr 25th, 2015 04:57 PM

Katya rotates her foot, letting the intense stimuli travel through her nerves and keeps her attention on his majesty. Two more strikes, would she make her way further down into Hades?

That answer came with a sharp burn across her ribcage, almost as if his grace dug his talons into her side and ripped off whatever they could grab onto. Through gritted teeth, Katya lets out a loud scream, although it's hard to tell if it's one of pain or one of pleasure. The smile on her face seems to suggest the latter as she says, "Four...." she keeps her head raised and with a bow of respect she says "Watashi wa betsu no o motte iru koto ga, anata no igen arigatōgozaimasu?"

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Japanese

**Asa** · Apr 25th, 2015 06:30 PM

Eventually, everyone screams.

At least, the sane ones.

An eyebrow arched in curiosity. Perhaps a mantra, or a test. Or even defiance if the scream had broken some promise she'd made to herself. Asa's feet shifted slightly, using the four previous lashes to space and gauge for the fifth. Eyes narrowed, focusing on his target, and the whip sailed out.

Like a solid backhand, the fall landed on a cheekbone, close enough to the eye for lashes to feel the rush of air.

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Apr 25th, 2015 07:23 PM

She sees his eyebrow arch and for a brief moment, rational sets in as she has concern over him interpreting what she said as offensive. At this point she makes careful blinks with her eye, trying to remind herself where she is and who she is in the presence of, it wasn't often she spoke in Japanese when emotions were high, but it wasn't just emotions that were high at this point. She could feel it in her body, deep within her center, coiled up like a snake waiting to snap, forcing her to pull against her restraints to their maximum. If she didn't have marks on her ankles and wrists, she definitely had them now. As his feet shift, she raises her head and rests it against the cross, blocking her thoughts as to where he would strike next and letting the next strike just happen.

A glimpse of white light blocks her vision as the fall bites her cheekbone. her eyes blink and she let's out another scream, this one of rage. Long ago as a fresh neonate, she recalled times when these sudden rises in anger would lead to the loss of her cognition, giving into her inner monster and then her sire would wake her up, explaining what had happened. From that day on, Katya started to identify when the emotional burst would occur and sought to think of mental blocks to keep it in control when she wanted it. Of course there were times where she valued letting her beast take over, but this was a night where she needed to be Katya, stripped of her armor to be tested to see who had control, who had power.

This mental block, expressed itself in her scream, an oral expression of the cartharsis brought out by the Master of this city. Her head writhes as her hair swings two and fro, "Fiiive!" she manages to say as her voice drops in pitch. Her jaw opens and closes to stretch out the new mark on her face. Fuck that is going to be fun to explain. she thinks and it's when she realizes that she's thining rather than reacting, she realizes she's managed to hold back her primal urge, at least for this night.

Slowly, Katya shifts her gaze to Asa again, her grim smile returning as her senses remind her of all the open marks he's given her this evening. "You're aim is remarkable, your Majesty." Although she says it in a voice that is gravely, made raw from her screaming, it is meant to be a remark of respect in addition to being whimsical. after all, playing was also meant to be fun in addition to the histrionics.

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**Asa** · Apr 25th, 2015 08:08 PM

Asa watched, long enough for the ringing scream to fade, and slowly approached. The whip arced out lazily to land by his jacket across the back of the sofa. The false color of stolen blood warmed his skin even more, and eyes focused on the Savage.

"Thank you. Your control is just as remarkable," he answered. Indeed, there were probably Dragons who would envy what she'd just done.

Hands moved to the bare skin of her waist, stepping close. Lowering his head, and parting his lips, his tongue slid across her wounded cheek. Beneath the tip, he could feel the edges of the wound part, and taste the crimson wetness of her. Hands tightened on her slightly as the Vitae burned and exploded across his senses. His skin warmed, and he could feel the false warmth of her against him.

"Welcome to Asylum, Miss Harding."

Brown eyes held hers for a moment in silent communion, then he released her and stepped back to retrieve his jacket and tie.

Apr 25th, 2015 08:31 PM

"Thank you your majesty" she says, relaxing against her restraints as the familiar use of language brings her back down to earth. When she feels his hand on her waist, she closes her eyes and raises her head to bare her neck, thinking he's going in for a kiss. That is not the case, instead she feels a sting as his tongue opened up the rift he'd made and she's envious of his position, lapping up the currency of well earned Dom work.

When she makes eye contact with him again she smiles and says "I'm looking forward to bringing something fresh here." she looks around the Green room, now that she's able to take some time to take in her surroundings without the need to focus on keeping her mind clear prior to playing. "If I may ask, have any other kindred worked here before?" was this a special occasion or was this the standard interview process. It was certainly a fun one.

**Asa** · Apr 26th, 2015 10:29 AM

"Yes."

An amused smile crept out as he unfurled his sleeves, with the same care and precision as before. As he was wont to do, thoughts sifted through the value of withholding more information.

"Victoria Stamford, most notably. A Lady of the Invictus who used the stage name Lady Crimson." He slipped the jacket on as he continued, and rolled the tie up to place into a pocket. Ties should always be rolled, and never folded. Much like providing the information, questions elsewhere born of curiosity could cause wrinkles.

"I look forward to it, as well." Asa moved to the door, and opened it.

"Good evening, Miss Harding."

Apr 26th, 2015 07:36 PM

Stepping off of the cross, Katya looks down to examine her freshly earned scars, smiling as she pokes at the open gash in her side. She looks up to watch Asa open the door and says "Have a good evening as well your Majesty, thank you for the scars."

Assuming he does leave, Katya stands in the center of the green room naked, taking in all of her new surroundings. She had a lot of work to do now.

end scene?

**Asa** · Apr 26th, 2015 09:17 PM

End Scene! Thanks, great scene!

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-04-25 16:27:15		Katya rolls 6 to Resisting Asa (Resolve+Composure) (Fourth Strike-3) (10 Again, WillPower)		6, 8, 5, 6, 7, 1		1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-04-25 18:10:25		Asa Clarke rolls 5 to Doin' Like Devo (Dex + Weap + Spec) -5 Specified Target Face (10 Again)		1, 3, 10, 4, 2, 4		1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-04-25 18:32:53		Katya rolls 5 to Resisting Asa (Resolve+Composure) (Fifth Strike-4) (10 Again, WillPower)		5, 9, 5, 1, 2		1 success

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